Basking in the sun #FFFAW #FlashFiction

My aunt Sara always made me carry an umbrella when we stepped out of the house. I was forbidden from playing in the sun. I looked longingly as my friends learnt swimming during summer holidays. “Are you crazy? Do you know how tanned you will get?” I wished to run, without the sunscreen, without these… Continue reading Basking in the sun #FFFAW #FlashFiction

The gift of life #FlashFiction #WriteBravely

Little Tanvi was in awe of the palatial house. The first time she visited , she was barely 6. Clutching her mother’s saree, she tiptoed around. Mai (mother) worked as a maid, cleaning and scrubbing the floors till they shone bright. Every week she polished the silver ware till it gleamed. She took Tanvi along… Continue reading The gift of life #FlashFiction #WriteBravely

Daddy’s Girl #FlashFiction

I looked at little Nysa’s innocent face as she slept in Arjun’s arms, blissfully unaware of everything. Arjun held her protectively in his strong arms, as if shielding her from all things evil. What a tranquil sight this was, of a daughter with a Dad who had not birthed her. My mind raced back to… Continue reading Daddy’s Girl #FlashFiction

A Dream Life #FridayFictioneers

They all sat around Pedro, wide eyed as he narrated stories of the awesome life in Venice. Far far away from poverty, a dreamy world lay, where people took rides in gondolas or enjoyed their coffee at the Piazza. They longed to live this life like Pedro, the rascal had got lucky. They pictured him… Continue reading A Dream Life #FridayFictioneers

Secrets #FFFAW #FlashFiction

The vase stood on the table, gleaming in the sunlight. It was testimony to our love story. On our honeymoon, as we wandered in the streets of Paris, my eyes fell upon this vase and we bought it. There was something magnetic about it. Since then, it has been witness to our fairytale marriage. 10… Continue reading Secrets #FFFAW #FlashFiction

Tears of Joy #SundayPhotoFiction

Uncle Sam was seated at his usual place in the park, having his customary snack and iced ¬†latte. I hesitated. I better offer my condolences quickly and get done with this. I always sucked at this one thing. “What do I say to a man who has just lost his companion of 35 years?” As… Continue reading Tears of Joy #SundayPhotoFiction

The Proposal #SundayPhoto Fiction

Henry cleared his throat, he had to be careful not to drop his prized catch- the silver fish which he had caught after a very long time. “Should I take your silence as a yes” Maya looked at him as if he was crazy “Which moron told you my silence means yes? I am still… Continue reading The Proposal #SundayPhoto Fiction